Chapter 948 — The Sea Right Before My Eyes
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
You can only control this body with a thread of consciousness. But Spirit Bridge realm adepts—I have killed far, far too many. Even divine armaments like Heavenly Venerable You, I destroyed two of them. " The other Shen Mu's smile was bright and sunlit, and all the more chilling for it. In that short time he had already achieved a degree of likeness to Shen Mu that made it hard to tell them apart.
"You underestimate what I have achieved over this million years. Over this million years I have pondered countless times, and in the depths of my consciousness I have crossed swords with you countless times. You and I have in fact fought hundreds of millions of times.
" He laughed with great relish. "In the past, you won more often than you lost. But as I grew, your chances of winning dwindled. By the Shanghuang era, you had already been defeated by me. After that, every time I crossed swords with you in the depths of my consciousness, it was to test which method could slay you most simply. By the Kaihuang era, I needed only a single move to kill you. " He showed immense confidence, smiling.
"I have compiled the techniques by which I kill you. They are called the Hundred Ways to Slay Mu—one hundred divine abilities in all. To this day, in the depths of my consciousness, you are already dead before you can even strike!
" Shen Mu's pupils contracted sharply. His momentum surged. His sword core flew out, and he boldly drew his sword!
His very first move was the second form of the Tribulation Sword—the Sword of Raising Tribulation! At the Jade Pool Gathering all those years ago, it was by this move that, beneath the projection of Lady Yuanmu, he had gravely wounded Heavenly Venerable Hao with a single stroke, beating him until he could not even manage his own life—needing others to attend to his eating, drinking, and every bodily function! Now, the power of this move, Raising Tribulation, was even greater, its variations even more numerous. Raising Tribulation was a sword path and also a foundational sword technique; it was also called Sword Nineteen Forms, and it could fuse with any other sword technique. Its variations were truly immeasurable and infinite! But unexpectedly, before the power of Shen Mu's sword could erupt, the other Shen Mu's attack arrived first though launched last.
A finger thrust out, light bursting from its tip. The light broke through the Sword of Raising Tribulation and touched Shen Mu between the brows. Nothing at all appeared amiss at Shen Mu's brow, yet the back of his skull burst open. A look of disbelief spread over his face.
His corpse swayed and toppled to the ground; his legs kicked out, his body convulsed twice, and then there was no breath in him.
The other Shen Mu slowly withdrew his finger and said calmly, "That is how simple it is to kill you—the strength of a single finger.
How lonely.
. . " He faced the Jade Sea, his expression calm.
Out on the sea, Shen Mu was walking toward him. The other Shen Mu stood in the pavilion with his hands clasped behind his back, waiting for Shen Mu to arrive. He watched Shen Mu approach, come to his side, and also face the great sea. "Heavenly Venerable Mu does not seem the least bit surprised.
" He shot Shen Mu a glance and smiled. "If I saw another me standing right before me. .
. " He frowned slightly, feeling that something seemed somehow not quite right. And yet in the true world, Shen Mu was sitting behind him, pouring himself a cup of tea.
He raised the cup to his lips and thought, "That move is not bad. It would be very hard for me to withstand—I could only trade my life for his.
Heavenly Venerable Hao has indeed made great progress.
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